So, this morning I had to drop Kudzu off at the PetsHotel for the weekend. I felt so guilty leaving him since he always needs so much attention.
Of course, the second I got him checked in and the employees started to lead him back to his "room" he got excited and happy again. Then I felt betrayed.
Is this how my parents used to feel when they sent me off to summer camp?
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